Jesus Makes a Way In – Easter Teaching

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A while ago I recommended a book, The Garden, The Curtain & The Cross – you can read about it here.  I’m going to use it this year to teach my children about Easter.  In case you might find it helpful, here is what I plan to do.  It’s not yet tried and tested, but I’ll let you know how it goes!  I do hope it’s helpful.  Again, I really recommend the book – much better than a load more chocolate for Easter – but if you don’t want to buy it I’m sure you could find corresponding stories in children’s Bibles if you wanted to.

Day 1: The Garden (Part 1)
Read p. 1-6 (up to “It was wonderful to live with God.”)
Main point:The Best thing about being in the garden was being with God, face to face.

Possible questions:
What can we see in the garden?
Who made all of these things? (older children – What is God like (since he made everything)? – good, amazing, clever, kind, beautiful.)
Who is in charge of all these things?
What was it like for Adam and Eve living in the garden?
What was the best thing about being in the garden?

Pray – praise God for making everything. Could look at Psalm 8 or 19

Songs: Who made the twinkling stars?
My God is so Big.

Craft ideas: Creation cookies (from Bake Through hte Bible – make biscuits shaped like different things God created and talk about the diversity of creation.)
Any baking/craft – talk about how we have made something so it belongs to us. Then share it with someone we love.

Day 2: The Garden (Part 2)
Read p. 1-10 (Up to ‘God said, Because of your sin, you can’t come in.’)
Main Point: The worst thing about sin is that it means we can’t be with God.

Possible questions:
What was it like living in the garden with God?
What terrible thing did Adam and Eve do? They listened to the snake (this isn’t written in the book but I think it’s what my children will say.)
Why did they do it? They didn’t want God to be in charge.
When we decide we don’t want God to be in charge, what does God call that? Sin.
What happened to Adam and Eve next?
What was life like for people outside of God’s garden?

Pray – say sorry to God that we sin, we don’t treat him as the boss, and so we don’t deserve to be with him. (Thank him that we can pray to him because Jesus has rescued us from our sin.)

Song: “God is a holy God” by Emu.

Craft ideas:
Maybe a colouring page like page 9, with “KEEP OUT – Because of your sin you can’t come in” written on it? (Will have to recruit husband or creative friend for this task!)
Or maybe make snakes out of paper plates – write on them “Shove off God, I’m in charge, No to your rules.” (Although this is less linked to the theme of the book)

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Day 3: The Curtain
Read p. 1-14 (Up to ‘It is wonderful to live with him, but because of your sin, you can’t come in.’)
Main Point: God comes to live with his people, but if they come face to face with God, they will die

Possible questions:
What’s wonderful about the temple?
What is behind the curtain?
Why is the curtain there? (older children – It’s God’s kindness to put the curtain there so that the people don’t get destroyed by his holiness.)
What pictures are on the temple curtain? (Reminds us of the Keep Out sign on page 9 that kept Adam and Eve out of Eden)

Pray: Thank God that even though we sin, he still wants to be with his people.

Song: “God is a holy God” by Emu.

Craft idea– make a big curtain out of craft paper/old wallpaper, with pictures of angels on it. (I’ll be drawing ours first and getting them to colour/paint it.)

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Day 4: The Cross
Read pages 1-24 (Up to ‘Because Jesus dies, we can go in!’)
Main Point: By taking our sin on the cross, Jesus has made a way for us to be face to face with God again.

Possible questions:
The Son had always been face to face with God in heaven, but he came to earth where things are sometimes sad and sometimes bad. Did Jesus ever sin?
Why did God’s son, Jesus, plan to die on the cross? (He took our sin)
And when Jesus took our sin from us on the cross, what happened to the curtain, God’s big Keep Out sign in the temple? (Tear the paper curtain we made. Maybe have a surprise treat on the other side?)

Pray: Thank God for sending Jesus to die even though he had never sinned, so that we can be face to face with God because our sin has been taken away from us.

Song: “God is a holy God” by Emu.

Craft idea: Although not a craft, the tearing of the “curtain” could substitute a craft. Or you could get them to think of things they do wrong/don’t do right and write them onto a cross, and then shred them/throw them in the bin to explain that Jesus took our sin from us on the cross. (NB! Please don’t let your children use a shredder without strict supervision! Maybe they could just watch you shred?)

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Day 5: The New Garden
Read the whole book.
Main Point: Because the curtain tore in two when Jesus died for our sin, we can be with God face to face. We can know him now and will be with him forever in the new garden city.

Possible questions:
After Jesus died, what happened to him?
Where does Jesus live now?
Who has Jesus invited to come and live with him in God’s wonderful place?
How has God’s ‘Keep Out’ sign been taken away?
What will be the best thing about living in God’s new heaven and new earth? (Being with God forever.)

Pray: Thank God for all the things we’ve learnt. Thank God that if we trust in Jesus we can be with him forever in the new heaven and new earth, where there will be nothing bad, and no one sad. Ask God to help us keep going, trusting him, until we get there.

Songs:
“Easter Friday” by Emu.
“Home” by City Alight (my children love this one.)
“God is a holy God” – to recap on the week.

Craft: Make an Easter card with some words from the book:

We can live with God for ever!
There will be nothing bad, and no one sad.
It will be wonderful to live with him,
And it’s all because of Jesus.

or a similar Bible verse, E.g. from Rev 21.3:

“Look! God now makes his home with the people.
And God himself will be with them and be their God.”

 

 

Happy Mother’s Day

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It’s Mother’s Day here in the UK, which seems to be my cue to write something since I have a blog for mums and about mothering. I’ve been trying to write several posts lately, but being very pregnant (and thus exhausted) has been very much getting in the way. So this will be brief.

I’ve just started reading a book, Radiant – Fifty Remarkable Women in Church History by Richard M Hannula (Canon Press). As the title suggests, it contains stories of some very inspiring women, many of whom are mothers. I read this yesterday:

After the first few centuries of Christianity’s spread across the Roman world, the greatest growth in the church came from the nurture of children in her midst. As always, the day-to-day task of bringing children their first impressions of faith in Christ has fallen primarily to Christian mothers.

You might not feel like you’re doing anything very important, teaching your children about Jesus alongside teaching them to use their cutlery and not to spit at each other. Your friends might think you’re mad because you seem happy being ‘just a mum’ when you used to have a well-paid job. Or maybe you do know that bringing up your children to serve the Lord is a truly valuable calling – it’s still nice for someone to say it to you once in a while though isn’t it?

I have the heart of an evangelist, so I do sometimes get frustrated when I’m doing the third load of washing and doing the same jigsaw for the fifth time, rather than being “out there” sharing the gospel with friends and strangers. But when I read the quote above about Christian women living in the fourth century, I felt privileged that I could follow in their footsteps. Bringing up my children in the training and discipline of the Lord is part of church growth and will hopefully bless the church and many unbelievers in the future, when my children go out into the world.

I doubt I’ll ever feature in a book, and I suppose my children probably won’t either. There’s no reason to think that they will. But by God’s grace I hope that they might live fruitful lives serving their Lord and Saviour, and one day be welcomed into heaven. I will have the Lord and his abounding grace to thank for that, but I can also rejoice that he is using me for his purposes in their lives.

As a friend said to me on my last Birthday, I now say to you: I hope your family make you feel appreciated today – and if they don’t, your reward is waiting for you in heaven.

Enjoy yourself (Just not in the same way you used to before)!

Is it church weekend away season? We’re signing up for ours now. I am looking forward to it – in the same way I’m looking forward to having a newborn (because I’ve forgotten all the pain and sleep deprivation and only remember the long term blessings). Incidentally, we’re hoping our newborn doesn’t actually GET born ON the weekend away.
So this post from last summer is now topical again – I hope it helps you to enjoy yourself (really!)…

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I used to look forward to, and enjoy, weekends away with church. Now I brace myself for them, and often feel I’m the worst version of ‘me’ when I’m there. Sad, I know. But I believe that through prayer and practical wisdom this, the “time away with church family, with a family,” can be conquered!

I’m going away today, so I thought I’d offer some tips on how to get through, I mean enjoy, your time away (it’s more fun than packing). I’m in no way the expert, but I thought I’d share what I’ve come up with thus far – you’ll see I’m learning from my mistakes.

Things NOT to expect:

Sleep – Time and again I make the mistake of arriving on a conference/camp/ weekend away already tired, and hoping for some rest. Go on, point and laugh, I deserve it. You won’t get much sleep. Things will…

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Book Review Alert

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Click on Good Reads if you’d like to learn about a brilliant new children’s book about why Jesus died and rose again.  The perfect Easter present, if you ask me.  (Although I do like chocolate, folks, and I already have this book!)

Sunday Paradox

 

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One day I said to my daughter, “I’d rather you didn’t make that noise” and she said, “I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God.”

She wasn’t being cheeky, I suppose she just hadn’t heard the phrase “I would rather” very often, so it reminded her of Psalm 84v11, which at that time we had unceremoniously stuck to the kitchen wall (I recommend this kitchen wall tactic, by the way. If your children can read, they will rebuke/encourage you several times a day!).

Better is one day in your courts
than a thousand elsewhere;
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God,
than dwell in the tents of the wicked.

I suppose I’d put this on the wall to remind myself of something which I am prone to forget – that it really is better serving the Lord than living a godless life.

Sadly, Sunday mornings seem to be the time when I particularly forget this. This is the Sunday paradox.  I know it’s not just me who feels spiritually attacked on a Sunday morning. I’ve heard other people say it, too.  And it’s not that I think, ‘Aw, all my friends are having a lie in’ (like I would ever get a lie in anyway!), or that I wish I were watching my child playing football in the cold (!!), or that we were taking advantage of cheap Sunday morning cinema tickets (they do them on Saturdays too).

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It’s on Sundays that bickering is worse than usual, that shoes get lost and lentils get spilled (and, joking aside, that is just the adults). It’s on Sundays that you wish you had taken it a bit easier on Saturday, and also been more organised (both excellent ideas, incidentally) since now you and your husband have three responsibilities each to take care of at the church gathering – which is nine altogether if we count our children (which I suppose we should).

I’m sure it’s not just my Sunday morning inner dialogue that tends to be a mixture of this sort of thing:

“As if I haven’t got enough to do!”
“Oh no! Visitors!”
“I need to stop being so selfish!”
“I think I’ve had the least sleep out of everyone here.”
“Where are my children?”
“Will anyone even notice I’ve done this?”
“Where is my husband?!”
“I haven’t heard a sermon in two months.”
“My family is doing more harm than good here!”
“I need to get over myself!”

Maybe this doesn’t ring any bells. But for me, I have a whiney selfish voice arguing with a more rational, godly voice quite frequently, and no more so than on Sundays. I love my church, I really do – I’ve told you that before.  It’s me that has the problem.

Sometimes being a mum can feel a bit like being a “doorkeeper” – it’s not high profile, and you don’t need any qualifications to do it (which might give the illusion that it’s easy). And on a Sunday, maybe your role is to pin your children down while your husband does something more high profile. Or maybe it’s taking them out of the service so that people can actually hear what’s going on. Or maybe you’re leading crèche so that other mums can hear what’s going on.   These things are unlikely to win you much recognition, and sometimes you might wonder why you even bother turning up.  Or you might wish things were just a little bit less stressful, and that for once you could listen to a sermon all the way through and that nobody would throw up on you or wet themselves or have a tantrum.

So how can I remember that it’s better to do these (often thankless, mundane) things than dwell in the tents of the wicked on a Sunday morning? Well according to Psalm 84, I need to remind myself of how good the Lord is. I need to treasure Him above all else – above the world, above recognition, above my own ego. That’s why I like to sing the Matt Redman song based on this Psalm, because as we’re singing it we’re surely preaching it to ourselves, lest we forget:

How lovely is your dwelling place,
 Lord Almighty!
My soul yearns, even faints,
for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and my flesh cry out
for the living God.
Even the sparrow has found a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may have her young—
a place near your altar,
Lord Almighty, my King and my God.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house;
they are ever praising you.

The Gospel According to Picture Books

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Yep, it’s January.

When you’re a parent, you read a lot of picture books.  You become picture book experts – not really a transferable skill, sadly.  And these books can be enjoyed in their own right, and we can thank God for Julia Donaldson and those like her who can create such well-loved stories to share over and over (and over and over) again.

But I’ve also been thinking that if these stories (although fictional) contain any truth at all, then we can link that truth back to the one who is himself the Truth (John 14:6).  (This is where I would insert a profound quote from the excellent book Lit! by Tony Reinke, if I hadn’t lent it to somebody.  Sorry.)

To you this might seem a) completely mad and unnecessarily intense or b) blindingly obvious and patronising.  If so, sorry.  It is how my brain works and can, of course, be done in a not-intense way.  If it is obvious, then I don’t mean to patronise you, and I apologise, but I’m not sure everyone’s brain does work this way so it might help some parents.  If it’s helpful, I could do some more so let me know, esp. if your child’s favourite book is one you’re a bit stuck on, regarding gospel links!  Hopefully it will give you a fresh take on the books you might be growing somewhat weary of, and give you a little teaching opportunity while you sit in the doctor’s waiting room etc.

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Sorry these are almost all Julia Donaldson books.  That’s mainly because we have the audio books in the car and have been driving a LOT lately (visiting family up and down the country).  Which reminds me, Happy New Year!

Monkey Puzzle – Julia Donaldson and Axel Scheffler (JD & AS)

This is a good opportunity to talk about the variety of God’s creation. He could have made just a few types of animal, but he made millions, to show how amazing he is.

You could also talk about how the butterfly is a bit silly (metamorphosis complication notwithstanding) for not realising that the monkey’s mum would look like him, because we do look like our parents. Then you could talk about how, since God is our Father, we are (and should be) growing more and more like him (e.g. 1 John 3:1-3, printed below).

You could also point out that this is a good lesson in not wandering off in the supermarket, because you never know what kind of numpty will end up “helping” you find your mum!

A Squash and a Squeeze  – JD & AS 

The little old lady has a completely different attitude at the end of the book compared to the beginning, but nothing in her circumstances has changed – only her perspective on her circumstances. Often we grumble and grouse over things, whereas if we allow God to give us a new perspective we may find we become full of frolicks and fiddle-de-dees.

The most obvious application I can think of is that if we begin to give thanks for what we have (instead of focusing on what we don’t have), we will start to be truly thankful and rejoice. Often we might be praying for a bigger house/a better job/a nicer bike/more friends, when we could actually be thankful instead and in doing so become content and joyful over what we do have.  I certainly want to live in a joyful, fiddle-de-dee house rather than a grumbling one, don’t you?

Room on the Broom – JD & AS 

The lovely thing about this story is that the characters who’ve been rejected a bit by the world are welcomed onto the broom, and although they’re all different there is room for all of them. This is a nice little picture of God’s kingdom/the church. There’s always room for more people, for anyone who wants to enter, and it’s often those who’ve been rejected or let down by the world who want to be a part of it. The (important) difference between the church and the broom (!) is that we all enter through Christ, so we have a special connection unlike any other, which makes us family despite our differences. 

Guess How much I love you – Sam McBratney & Anita Jeram

Although it’s very sweet that Big Nutbrown Hare tells his son that he loves him ‘right up to the moon and back,’ that doesn’t really mean a lot in reality. It’s not concrete, it’s just a nice thing to say. But our Heavenly Father proved his love for us once and for all by sacrificing his one and only Son for us when we didn’t deserve anything from him except judgement. We can be thankful that our Father does tell us he loves us in beautiful ways (E.g. ‘Keep me as the apple of your eye‘ Ps17:8), but he also proved it in a unique and most amazing way: This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us (1 John 3:16).  And like Little Nutbrown Hare, any love we give in return is small in comparison, although still welcome. We can never outlove God.  (Thanks to my husband Mike for pointing this out.)

The Smartest Giant in Town – JD & AS

The world usually thinks that the best people are the ‘smartest’ people. The best dressed, the best looking people. That’s what adverts want us to think. But it’s not what God thinks.

The animals in the story don’t care what George looks like: they care that he’s made an impact on their lives. He’s helped them, because he’s kind. It’s his character that matters most. (As my son said, ‘I like the bit where they say ‘the kindest giant in town.’)

And that’s what God thinks too: “The Lord does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.” 1 Samuel 16:7.

Stick Man – JD & AS

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Stick Man knows who he is, but nobody else (except his family) does. They think he’s a stick/a bat/a twig for a nest/an arm for a snowman etc., but he knows his true identity. He’s Stick Man, he’s Stick Man, he’s Stick Man, that’s him.

If we’re Christians, we’ve been given a new identity. We’re in Christ. We’re born again. We’re adopted. We’re holy. We’re new creations. We’re heirs. We’re treasured. But most people don’t see that, and they will call us other things. Again, 1 John 3 is helpful:

See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him. Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known. But we know that when Christ appears, we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is.  All who have this hope in him purify themselves, just as he is pure. (v1-3)

So no matter how people label us, we can keep on remembering our true identity, just like Stick Man does. And we can keep living for the day when Jesus (not Santa, who is a big fat lie), will take us home, to the place where everyone knows who we really are. And we’ll stick right there, in the Family Tree, forever.

What the Ladybird heard – JD & Lydia Monks

This is the hardest one so far. I’m hoping you have stopped reading by now! But I couldn’t leave it out because it’s my 2-year-old’s favourite. i.e. I know it off by heart. It’s a tricky one. So much deception!

You could talk about God’s variety in creation again – how God has made all kinds of animals, with different noises to boot. How clever of him.

You could talk about how God has given Julia Donaldson an amazing gift for writing stories!

You could maybe talk about how sometimes it’s right to lie or deceive, if it’s protecting someone or something important (like Rahab, or when David pretends to be mad), but that would certainly be too much for my 2-year-old! Maybe my 6-year-old daughter would enjoy that discussion (which reminds me, I need to find out if Antarctica has been evangelised yet, because that was last night’s question from her).

But I suppose a big theme of this book is loyalty. Loyalty is a good one to talk to our children about. We should look after each other, especially those who are in danger. The Lord is always loyal/faithful to us, looking after us and defending us, and he is the protector of the weak:
Defend the weak and the fatherless;
uphold the cause of the poor and the oppressed.
Rescue the weak and the needy;
deliver them from the hand of the wicked. Ps 82:3-4

As I wrote above, do let me know if you’d like more of these.

Christmas Greetings

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Happy Christmas Everybody!

Thank you for reading Mum in Zone One this year.  It really does encourage me.  I hope I’ve encouraged you.  God willing, you shall be hearing from me in the New Year.

For to us a child is born,
    to us a son is given,
    and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
    Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

Isaiah 9:6

 

Good News (finally)!

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By the time you read this I’ll be in sunny Mexico!

Of course that’s not true, I’m not going to Mexico for Christmas.  I’m going to my mum and dad’s, up North, which I love. And one thing you can be sure of at my mum’s – especially at Christmas – is that wherever you’re sitting, there’ll be a newspaper supplement within arm’s reach.

But as I sit down by the fire to look at “2015 in Pictures” it’s not going to fill me with a warm fuzzy glow of contentment, is it? In 2015 the news has been dominated by terrorism, refugees fleeing for their lives, the earthquakes in Nepal back in April, shootings in the United States, and corruption in FIFA. You can easily start to wonder, is there any hope for our world today? Sometimes we just need to hear some good news, don’t we?

Well let’s look at the most terrifying birth announcement in history, from Luke’s gospel (you can read the full passage here):

There were shepherds living out in the fields nearby. It was night, and they were taking care of their sheep. An angel of the Lord appeared to them. And the glory of the Lord shone around them. They were terrified. 10 But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news. It will bring great joy for all the people. 11 Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you. He is the Messiah, the Lord. (From Luke 2)

We don’t know much about these shepherds, but they were doing a hard job that isolated them from the rest of the community.  They were Jews living in Roman-occupied Judea in Israel. They were poor, and they would have had to pay high taxes to the Romans. Life was tough.

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We’ve heard about the shepherds and the angels so many times that it doesn’t surprise us anymore, but really it is shocking that an angel visited these poor men, working a nightshift outside a small, insignificant town.

I saw the Queen the other day. It was one of the most exciting things that’s happened to me in a long time! I was walking past a church, and she was getting out of a car and walking into the church. I saw her for about five and she didn’t even wave.

But if she’d stopped and turned round, come over to me and said, ‘Can we talk? I have some important news for you, Catherine,’ that would have been astonishing! Because why would the Queen of our nation and the commonwealth want to speak to me, lowly northern housewife that I am?   And if we think that’s ridiculous, then how much more amazing is it that the God of the universe sent his angels to visit these ordinary shepherds?

And what did the angel say? ‘I bring you good news.’ They needed some good news. And don’t we, too?

And do you notice, the angel doesn’t say ‘I bring you a new religion, or I’ve brought you a new set of rules to follow.’ This baby is good news for all of us. This is what makes Jesus’ message so different from all other religions and all other lifestyle choices. It’s not advice or rules or a moral code to follow.   It’s joyful, life-changing news.*

So what’s this news about?

Today in the town of David a Saviour has been born to you. He is the Messiah, the Lord.

Messiah  means ‘anointed one’, or king. It’s the same word as Christ. These Jewish shepherds, if they knew their Jewish scriptures, would have known that God had promised to send a rescuing king to save them.

But what did they need saving from? We get the answer in Matthew Chapter 1, where an angel tells Joseph, Mary’s husband-to-be, that this baby will ‘save his people from their sins.’

It’s not really normal to talk about sins anymore, unless it’s something to do with eating a curly wurly when you’re doing slimming world. I remember Kayleigh in Peter Kay’s Car Share talking about saving up all her syns for the weekend.

But in the Bible sin isn’t something to joke about. It’s the reason we’re not in the relationship with God that we were all made for. My kids have learnt at church that Sin (SIN) stands for Shove off God, I’m in charge, No to your rules. We want to be in charge of our lives, and so we don’t want God telling us what to do. And that means we’re not right with God, and it’s what makes relationships with each other so hard, too.

We might see this most clearly in children, just because they don’t cover it up as well as adults. ‘No!’ ‘Don’t want to!’ ‘Won’t!’ They lie on the floor kicking and screaming because they can’t have their own way. But I do wonder, am I any different, deep down?

The Bible says that this is not just what petulant tots do, it’s the way we all act towards God: we’ve all decided to be in charge of our own lives and so we’ve cut ourselves off from God. That’s why a new set of rules to follow isn’t going to help us, we need a saviour.

I don’t know if you read the story back in May about Pemba Tamang, a 15-year-old Nepalese boy who became trapped under the rubble of a 7-storey hotel during the Kathmandu earthquake. Amazingly he survived for five until a rescue team appeared and dug him out.

Now imagine that instead of clearing a path and carrying him out on a stretcher, the team had just shouted down instructions to him, or sent him a little map of how to crawl out. Of course that wouldn’t work, would it? He was completely trapped, absolutely helpless. He didn’t need instructions, he needed rescuing.

The Bible says that our sin has trapped us, so that we’re cut off from God with no way of helping ourselves out. That’s why a new moral code or a new religion isn’t going to help us. That’s why we need a saviour. And that’s why Jesus is good news for all of us. Jesus came for everyone, because we’re all like Pemba Tamang, trapped under the rubble and debris of our own sin. We all need this Saviour.

Think about it, do I believe that I’m a sinner? Maybe not, most of us don’t think of ourselves as sinners do we? But put it this way: do I live as though I think that I can get on with my life without God in charge of me? Because God sees that as sin, and a serious problem, which cost him everything to fix. He sent his son to earth as a fragile baby so that we could be brought back into that relationship with God that we were made for.

Some news you read or hear about and it just doesn’t apply to you. It might be interesting or even shocking, but unless it’s something to do with the country where you live, or likely to affect you personally, you can usually just carry on as if it’s not really happening.

And I think one way to respond to the message about Jesus is like that, to think ‘well this just doesn’t apply to me.’ But this news isn’t like that. The angels say it’s for all the people. So that does include us. Because God’s view is that everyone needs this Saviour.

Or another way you might respond is to think that you just don’t believe any of this stuff happened. Angels? Saviours?  None of it sounds real. And if that’s how you feel, maybe you could try doing what the shepherds did: “Let’s go to Bethlehem. Let’s see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.” Maybe, this Christmas, you could go and see for yourself. Read one of the four gospels (Matthew/Mark/Luke/John), or ask a Christian friend to read the Bible with you.  I’d love you to you know how fantastic this news really is, so let me know (e.g. in the comments) if you’d like to and you’re not sure how, or check out the links below:

Some good questions are answered well here, such as ‘can we trust the bible?’
Or there is this short video explaining the Christian message.
Here’s a festive video from my friend Rachel: Make the Most of Christmas

*this is paraphrased from Timothy Keller, King’s Cross.

This blog post is adapted from a talk I did this week at a Christmas event.  Sorry it’s long, but the talk was twice as long! Hope you made it to the end.

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Can’t you see I’m busy?

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“I got an unexpected phone call today asking me to go and help someone out, and I was pleased because I was at a loose end and it was good to have something to do with my morning.”

This obviously is a sentence I have NEVER uttered. Because really, I’m never at a loose end, are you? Bored yes, but not actually lacking in things to do.

I’ve been thinking lately about being a good friend, and about helping people in need, and being servant-hearted. In theory I’m well up for it, but when it actually happens, if it’s unexpected, I find it somewhat stressful.

Usually the needs that crop up day-to-day come in the form of what I see as interruptions. They interrupt the plans I had for that day or week. It might be that my plan was to have a nap, or it might be that I was about to do something I really need to do, like cook a meal or have a shower. And the interruption might be small, such as a small child falling over and needing a kiss, or it might be bigger, such as a friend needing to go to hospital. And my response to these interruptions to my own agenda vary, depending on how proud and control-freaky I am feeling.

Take this morning for example. My husband went to work and forgot his clothes (unless you count the clothes he’d cycled to work in, which weren’t really appropriate meeting attire). I drove his clothes to his office, which is 2.6 miles away, so of course took 50 minutes altogether. That was fine by me, but it certainly wasn’t what I’d planned to do, nor did it feel a very noble use of time. (The words, ‘That’s an hour of my life I’m not getting back’ did cross my mind.) Which is often the way with real life.

You know the story of the Good Samaritan? I expect so. (You can read the whole story here.) Here’s the bit where the Samaritan finds the Jew on the ground:

33 But a Samaritan came to the place where the man was. When he saw the man, he felt sorry for him. 34 He went to him, poured olive oil and wine on his wounds and bandaged them. Then he put the man on his own donkey. He brought him to an inn and took care of him. 35 The next day he took out two silver coins. He gave them to the owner of the inn. ‘Take care of him,’ he said. ‘When I return, I will pay you back for any extra expense you may have.’ (Luke 10)

I wonder where the Samaritan was going? It’s not a true story so there’s no point wasting time wondering, but I expect he had somewhere to be, rather than just wandering aimlessly, making himself available for people who’d been mugged. And the other two blokes, the ones who ignored the man, they might have had really important stuff to be doing. Last minute Christmas shopping, that sort of thing.

But the Lord gives us opportunities to show mercy to people, and when we get those, we should be glad to take them. When I’m “inconvenienced” by someone else’s needs, I need to see that as the Lord’s plan for my day, and thank him for it. CS Lewis said this:

“The great thing, if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of one’s ‘own,’ or ‘real’ life. The truth is of course that what one calls the interruptions are precisely one’s real life — the life God is sending one day by day.”

The busier I am, the more in danger I am of feeling put out by ‘interruptions.’ What I need is to take a step back, get over myself and realise that God is sending me things to do, and sometimes they’re not on my list. And Christmas is a very busy time, so I’m more likely to be irritated by these ‘interruptions’ (i.e. more likely to resent God’s plan for my day) than usual. That’s not something I want to do.

So I’ll write my lists, but I’ll pray that God would overrule as he so wishes.

I could go on and on about this, flesh it out a bit, but it’s advent so I’m a bit busy and you get the picture I’m sure…

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"I like your Christmas shoes" my 3 yr old friend told me.  I didn't admit I've been wearing them all year. “I like your Christmas shoes” my 3 yr old friend told me. I didn’t admit I’ve been wearing them all year.

You’re busy and I’m busy so let’s keep this brief. The older my children have become, the more my Christmas has turned into a stereotype. Here I am, rushing from Nativity Play to Candlelit Carol service, waking in the night and pondering recipe ideas, and wondering where to hide yet another bag of Christmas prezzies.

This week:
– I decided to try making canapés for the first time – ha ha! I’m neither a 70’s housewife nor a wedding caterer, but I thought it would be fun. It was.
– I also decided to make Christmas cookies for my hairdresser and his assistant, since a) their mums are in far away countries and b) I thought it might cut through some of the intimidation I feel every time I…

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